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A small town outside Philadelphia has an annual festival where clay birds made by local artists are fired in a pit beneath a wooden phoenix set on fire to warm up the frosty, full moon December night. Local crowds eagerly participate to light the bird and see the fireworks.
I drove by that site about 2 hours before the thing started thinking that we should have stuck around for the roast. Boy, has Phoenixville turned itself around! Now if they could only get that bridge finished...
bladimz 3 years ago
I was standing under one of the platforms with the fire-eaters.
suew0 3 years ago
We were over in the parking lot at one of the burning barrels..stayed more then cozy ;-)
shovelkicker 3 years ago
I was up on the hill behind the bird and DAMN!!!! it was cold. I got home and my fingers were bright red.
alter656667 3 years ago
Absolutely awesome time was had by all..still waiting for my feet to thaw out...hehe
jklemchak 3 years ago